I don't know what exactly to feel.
I should be happy but honestly, this reality, is breaking me.
I never doubted the life I spent in my dreams. As I look back, it was not perfect but still it's too good to be true. Am I a fool for not realizing it?
I am not what I thought I was.
The people I met, the ones I hated, and loved never existed.
I was asleep all this time.
I was running from reality.
I wonder why, it had to be me. What have I done to deserve this?
It's really heartbreaking to know that those laughter, cries, fights, hugs and kisses felt so real but they're not.
I fell in love with the life I created.
I fell in love with the man I hoped existed.
Honestly, I don't know.
Should I stay awake or should I sleep again?
They say the truth will set us free but...it's breaking me.
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Diary of an Introvert
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